Injecting the tiny slivers of the past was easy, once we found the key to the cabinet of Time. It's a cut and paste job right now, a historic clip art party. All the fuzzy nothing space between the electrons has been pinched out, concentrated like fine Venusian orange juice. The science behind it begs for metaphors, largely because you haven't grown up with it. Could you explain the Internet to a caveman while he ogled your smooth forehead? Not likely. I'll paint it in large strokes for you.

We found that linear time isn't a line at all. Imagine a spider web, wrapped around a sphere. Now, imagine a necklace of these spheres. All times touch upon others, and we walk between them freely, unseen, and take a type of image, if you will. A perfect image, like a map of the land that is as big as the land itself. The scalar nature of reality is a fundamental truth you'll learn someday. Think infinite zoom.

It's not important. Our motivations are wildly different from anything you could begin to understand. Just know that this is real, in a way, and that you exist here and in the past, and that you live in two places.